Wow. [ he nods, slowly. ] That's profound. I liked the bit about iced cream.

[ the elevator pings, the doors slide open. joker pads off down the corridor with his hands in the pockets of his pyjama pants. behind his door, which he opens with a card, reed is sitting on joker's bed with one leg crossed lazily over the other. ] Hey, you gotta vamoose, babe, I have a guest.

[ reed looks sour and even sourer when he realises who it is. he swings his legs off the edge of the bed and gets up. "hey, burgess. nice evening for it, right?" joker laughs. ] Nice evening for what? [ before anyone can start anything, joker starts pushing reed in the small of his back towards the door. ] Go, just – go, alright, I'll call you later.